The free thoughts

Poetic letter

“Remember our childhood…”

1-
Remember …
Of our crazy races, with dancing,
Catching the dead leaves in fall,
Carried by gusts of wind,
Designed to draw them, in the folding.

2-
Remember…
With arms together, we did our punishment,
Perfectly mastering our multiplication,
Wiggling finger, for questioning,
Proud to learn a lesson, from our elders.

3-
Remember…
Of awards and prizes given school,
Offered on the platform of the sunny court,
Receiving a gift of beautiful books, blissful,
And a jealous eye, they received the winners.

4-
Remember…
Library, of roof sweet, pink,
Of encyclopedias, browsing the shelves,
With regarding, black and white, the pictures,
Happy to see them, eager to learn.

5-
Remember…
Happiness, coming out of the catechism,
Playing in the aisles of prisms,
Hidden among the thick bushes,
The church in sloping, with groves diffuse.

6-
Remember…
Our visits to the cemetery tombstones,
Placing bouquets of daisies and heather,
Unconscious and surprised to receive, after,
A downpour of rain, early, would defile them.

7-
Remember…
When we jumped the wall, illegal,
Pilfering ripe fruit from the orchard of our neighbor,
Guarded by an old, pointing strong, his cane,
Running, happy, overcoming the alarm.

8-
Remember…
In the woods, where we built a cabin,
The roof of leafy branches in vine,
Sleeping a night under a starry sky,
Jumping, to the sounds of hot July.

9-
Remember…
Of dinettes, to dolls, and swimmers,
Mimicking the actions of ingested food, laughing,
Taking our small porcelain cups,
And drinking, chatting pleasantly with quiet.

10-
Remember…
Scraps of wood and covers flexible
Where we were driving our cars invisible,
From the speed of an elbow,
Taking turns scented trails.

11-
Remember…
Walkways overlooking the city center party,
Which one descended with roller skating,
In barreling full speed, innocent of the danger,
Clinging to a plank, flush with the pavement.

12 -
Remember …
One day you’re gone, and I cried my friend,
I loved you so much, your sweet company,
You moved, bearing our wanderings,
Never shall I forget, our beautiful childhood.


Joëlle Jean Baptiste